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letra de confessions (alternate mix) - insane clown posse

[intro]
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side

[verse 1: violent j]
father (hey), i confess for doing it
i had a brain (yes), but life had to ruin it (gone)
screw in it (thoughts), twist it, infect it (k!ll)
dissect it (spit), don’t respect it (blood)
when you put me in a cage full of animals (creepy)
savages (k!llers), and cold-blooded cannibals (monsters)
i can’t help but become what’s around me ([?])
tried to run, but they found me, surround me (sh-t)
then they choke ya (squeeze), and provoke ya (tease)
try to smoke ya, turn you into a joker (ease)
i tried to rip it off (wait), but its all i know (it’s)
the only thing i ever knew (me), so what to do?
look at you (never), a bigot ’til your growin’ old (evil)
your growin’ mold, with a soul that’s freezin’ cold (so?)
so i confess (yes), but even if i’m all wrong
i’ll be down with the clown till i’m dead and gone

[chorus]
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side

[verse 2: violent j]
i confess, this lady had a purse (old), so i took it (sn-tch)
i took it home, opened it up, and shook it (look)
she had papers (comb), lipstick and nail polish (sh-t)
credit cards and about twenty-seven dollars (change)
i bought a fifth (liquor), drank it and laid there (stoned)
it seemed like i could see the purse everywhere (bone)
on the light post (look), by this mail box (look)
i tried to run from it (where?), i ran a couple blocks (look!)
but there it was, on the side walk, waitin’ for me (sh-t!)
it tried to lure me to it (stop!), i had to f-ckin’ do it (no!)
i picked it up ([?]), and stuck my f-ckin’ hand in it (agh)
it was full of rats (ah!), and they f-ckin’ bit it off (why?)
father i confess, i’m a criminal (a thief!)
but my worlds too subliminal, around me (everywhere!)
look at them (look!), all the wicked m-sses (everybody!)
that’s why i’m down with the clown till i’m ashes

[chorus]
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side

[bridge]
it’s like a circus, a wicked carnival
everybody’s got a ticket, they’re lookin’
for the freaks, to point and gawk at
look at yourself, the joke’s on you, jack

[sh-ggy 2 dope]
southwest down, clown love with a street gang (whoop whoop!)
and i’ma represent. this time, my brains hang
father, i confess; i’m the first to admit it
but if you burn my city down, i’m goin’ out with it

[violent j]
my mother is a park ([?]). my father’s a street sign (ghetto)
and they brought me up fine. i respect mine (i love them)
i’ve become what’s all around me
i confess, i’m down with the clown for life…

[outro]
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
(down with the clown for life!)
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side
(i confess to ya!)
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
(down with the clown for life!)
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side
(accept my confession!)
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
(i’m down with the clown for life! a life!)
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side
(i confess to ya!)
yes, i confess, but i really could care less
(i’ll be down! down with the clown for life!)
father, i tried, but they wasn’t on my side
(i confess to ya! for life!)

- insane clown posse

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